Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 63: The Three Methods of Refining Blood and Qi Luck by God
When the young lady saw Wang Xiong dead, she laughed like crazy.

It looks a little scary.

Only her laughter echoed in the whole hall.

Zhang Yuqing sighed softly, then walked out of the Chijing Gang and went to the Demon Slayer Division.

Liu Daiyan was so intimidating here that no one from the Chijing Gang dared to leave.

Escape or die!

If you stay, you can still survive!
Everyone will choose the latter.

After a while, the Demon Slayer Division, led by Zhang Yucheng, arrested the entire Chijing Gang and asked them to answer questions. All they could say was that it was too many to describe.

The industrial chain involved is also huge, and the finishing work is a big project, which makes many idle Demon Slayer Department officers busy.

After this!

Zhang Yuqing's reputation as a butcher gradually spread among the martial artists in the martial arts world.

This shocked the martial arts community in Yuntai County.

He was even more in awe of the Zhang family.

……

"So you are the butcher!"

Tianxiang Restaurant, Earthshaking Hammer Liang Wu looked at Zhang Yuqing sitting opposite him at a loss.

He felt uneasy.

This feeling is too subtle.

It's like a person who was not very eye-catching before suddenly tells you that he is the richest man in Dayong. This... is simply a big departure.

Liang Wu thought about it, wondering if he had ever been disrespectful to Zhang Yuqing or offended him in any way.

It seems not. If I think about it more carefully, there should be no...

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"For those who are not butchers, just call me Xiao Zhang or Zhang Er." Zhang Yuqing laughed.

Liang Wu was helpless, how dare he call Xiao Zhang or Zhang Er!

He still knew how much he weighed. In comparison, his trivial reputation and status as an earth-shaker were not worth mentioning at all.

"Actually, the Yan Mansion has you as a worshiper and doesn't need me at all. I will ask Miss Yan to resign tomorrow." Liang Wudao.

"This matter is decided by Miss Qingyue."

Zhang Yuqing shook his head, "But I don't think she cares."

"What about you? Will you continue to serve as a worshiper in Yan Mansion?" Liang Wu asked again.

"Why not? As long as Miss Qingyue doesn't leave me, won't the silver and gold leaves taste good?" Zhang Yuqing said without thinking.

Liang Wu was quite surprised and looked up deeply.

He seemed to hear some gossip from these words.

Another utterance about Miss Qingyue, who is obviously a Zhenqi warrior and a celebrity in the world, but is willing to be entrusted as a small sacrifice to a rich man!
Anyone with a discerning eye can see the profound meaning.

Could it be…

He looked carefully again, his eyes meaningful.

She is indeed a talented man and a beautiful woman!
People don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals.

"It's just that if you offend the Cao family, I'm afraid you'll be in a lot of trouble in the future." Liang Wu said again.

"Who knows!"

Zhang Yuqing smiled freely and didn't care at all.

He got some news from Chang Yue that Yuntai County was not peaceful recently.

People from the Four Faces Sect General Forum, the Hanyue Mansion Sect, and the Demon Slayer Mansion Department all appeared one after another.

Strong dragons are rampant, and local snakes have to shrink down.

"Come on, stop talking about this and drink!"

……

Just as Zhang Yuqing thought.

After he killed the leader of the Chijing Gang... no, Cao Xiong, the Cao family really didn't react too much.

But this does not mean that Zhang Yuqing did not get into trouble.

I heard that the main altar of the Four Faces Sect sent a Disha warrior to investigate the destruction of the sub-alternment. However, this Disha warrior was unlucky. On the way, he happened to meet a silver medal captain from the Demon Slayer Division, and was later hunted down for thousands of miles.

It's a pity that he still let the other party escape.

This is undoubtedly a potential danger. “But who doesn’t have a backstage yet!”

Zhang Yuqing groaned and turned to the third page at the end of the family tree.

In a daze, he came to the general headquarters of the Yellow Turban Army of the Divine Han Dynasty, where the great virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao was staying.

Green smoke curls up, and the scent of incense lingers.

It doesn't look like a military tent, but more like a Buddhist altar.

Wearing a yellow Taoist robe, Zhang Jiao has his hands behind his back, his hair is slightly white on the temples, and he has the air of an immortal Taoist.

"I've met Master!"

Zhang Yuqing is very familiar with it.

Being used to this kind of scene, he no longer cared about his appearance or what role he played in this world and this time and space.

"Yuqing is here!"

"The magical weapon you want has been refined."

Zhang Jiao turned around with a calm expression, then stretched out his hand and pointed.

A clang!
A black jade knife flew out from the altar in front of him.

It moved in the void for a moment and landed in Zhang Yuqing's hands.

When holding this dark jade-colored knife, Zhang Yuqing felt a blood connection, as if there was an invisible thin thread pulling between the two of them, and he could hear the sound and breathing of the knife.

The veins on the blade are just like its blood vessels.

A living knife!
This was Zhang Yuqing's first feeling after holding the knife.

"Good knife!"

He admired sincerely, then stretched out his hand to touch every inch of the blade.

The blade is like ink and jade, like an exquisite and flawless work of art.

It is four feet and three inches long, with a phoenix pattern tattooed on the handle, which is lifelike and wants to spread its wings and fly into the Qingming.

This is undoubtedly the legendary spiritual weapon.

"This spiritual weapon is only in its early stages, and its spirituality is not yet full. If you want to make it spiritually complete, you need to use a unique sacrificial method." Zhang Jiao said slowly.

"Please also ask Master to give me the Dharma."

Zhang Jiao then slowly narrated, "There are three methods of sacrificial refining in our Qi Practitioner lineage."

"The first one is also the most common one among qi practitioners. It is called the divine refining method. It is refined with the soul, and then incorporated into the Xiyi Zifu to warm and nourish it, so that the spirit and the weapon can be combined, and the weapon can be moved thousands of miles away. Take the enemy's head outside."

"The second one is the art of blood refining, which was created by some heretical sorcerers. It uses blood as a guide and life essence as a source to nourish spiritual soldiers and transform them into soldiers."

"This method is too cruel and evil, it hurts people and people, and heaven and earth will reject it."

When Zhang Yuqing heard about the art of blood refining, his first thought was to think of the blood-colored sword that was sacrificed by Master Songhe when he destroyed the Black Sky Sect's branches on all sides.

That should be an evil weapon with the art of blood refining.

"What about the third type?" Zhang Yuqing asked.

"The third type is the most special. It is a method of intertwining and refining Qi. Using the Qi of the human world to warm and nourish it, it can be used to refine magical weapons and weapons that can subdue the country and the dynasty. If this thing does not move, it will be useless, but if it moves, it will shock the world."

"Spiritual weapons made by luck are the most difficult to sacrifice, but they are also the most powerful."

"However, this type of spiritual weapon also has immeasurable flaws." Zhang Jiao said seriously.

"What flaw?"

"It carries luck, and it borrows the power of all living beings in the world. If the luck is overturned one day, it will definitely backfire on the spiritual soldiers, destroying their weapons and souls," Zhang Jiao said in a low voice.

Zhang Yuqing probably understood.

This kind of spiritual soldier is the thing that controls the country.

The first thing he thought of was that Su Xuan invited Shanhe Sword that day!
That sword should be a spiritual weapon refined by fate.

The power is indeed greater than that of a blood-refined spirit weapon.

If you think about it more carefully, only one spiritual soldier from the Qi Luck Sacrifice in Yuntai County has such power!
So in this glorious world of gods and men, is there a supreme treasure that can suppress the dynasty and is difficult to shake?
Probably yes.

Otherwise, why would the great sage Zhang Jiao look so heavy when he mentioned this matter?
It also shows how difficult it is for Zhang Jiao to overthrow the divine Han.

"We, the orthodox qi practitioners, do not seek blood refining or luck, we only need divine refining methods."

Zhang Jiao stretched out his hand and pointed, and a mysterious light burst into his eyes. What caught his eyes was an article about the method of refining spiritual weapons.

But now Zhang Yuqing has not yet achieved his true soul, so he can only practice simple divine training.

It is impossible to control the soldiers with thoughts and fly into Qingming.

(End of this chapter)